What if one mistake changes your whole life completely? Well, that is exactly what happened to Mya Stone. What was supported to be a boys and girls institute actually was just an all-boys. Will she be happy there or will it be the worst mistake of h...
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THIS BITCH FUCKING SENT ME TO A ALL-MEN INSTITUTE!
"Hey, are you okay?" Mr. Reynolds asked. I look up at him and nod. He smiles and shows me where to sit. I look around and see everyone's eyes on me. I roll my eyes, cross my arms, and glare at them. They seem to get the memo because they all look away and begin their own conversations. Soon food is being passed around but I don't grab any instead I wait for their scraps. Tammy always did that so that is what I am used to.
"Alex, why aren't you eating?" Mr. Weaver asked and I stared at him in shock. I am allowed to eat with everyone? Scared I am being played I just shake my head and keep my emotionless face on.
"Are you not hungry?" Mr. Reynolds asks. I shake my head and stand up rushing out of the room. What kind of game are they playing? Are they just trying to earn my trust so they can throw me in the basement or is it some sick game they like to play like James and Tammy? Whatever it is I want no part in it. I head up the stairs to grab my guitar. But when I got to my room I noticed it wasn't there. I looked everywhere and I couldn't find it. Pissed I head downstairs and back to the kitchen. Catching everyone's attention I stand in front of Mr. Weaver I cross my arms and glare.
"Where the HELL is my guitar, Mr. Weaver?" I ask in my thick country accent which seems to throw him off.
"Excuse me?" He asks
"My guitar, Where the HELL is it?" I ask trying to stay calm as best as I can. He goes to say something when Mr. Reynolds cuts in.
"Alex it is in the music room with the rest of the instruments. Down the hall and to your left it has a sign on the door," He says.
"Anyone else touches my guitar I swear in God's name I am slitting your throat while you sleep," I say calmly but with venom dripping from my voice. Before they could say anything I walked out and went to where Mr. Reyanolds directed me. When I open the door I don't stop until I search the whole room for my guitar. Until my eyes finally land on it. I grab it and walk out to the back to find a tree. I smile to myself and walk towards it to sit under. But when I do I notice a lake just beside it. Wow, it is beautiful. I lay my guitar case on the ground and open it so I can play. I haven't been able to play in 6 years. I pick it up and begin playing.
I came by today to see you I just had to let you know If I knew the last time that I held you was the last time I'd have held you, and never let go Oh, it's kept me awake nights, wondering I lie in the dark, just asking why I've always been told You won't be called home Until it's your time
I guess Heaven was needing a hero Somebody just like you Brave enough to stand up For what you believe And follow it through When I try to make it make sense in my mind The only conclusion I come to Is Heaven was needing a hero Like you
I remember the last time I saw you Oh, you held your head up proud I laughed inside When I saw how you were standing out in the crowd You're such a part of who I am Now that part will just be void No matter how much I need you now Heaven needed you more
'Cause Heaven was needing a hero Somebody just like you Brave enough to stand up For what you believe And follow it through When I try to make it make sense in my mind The only conclusion I come to Is Heaven was needing a hero Like you
